My Heart

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Chapter Nineteen: Implanted Memories and Illusions

When Allen awoke, the white walls of the Ark's piano room, also known as the Musician's room, greeted her. Everything was where it normally was, which somewhat set Allen on edge. For some reason the orderly state of everything made Allen greatly fearful.

"Hello, again, 'Allen'."

"You.....The Fourteenth."

"Of course, 'Allen'."

"What do you want? Why are you appearing now?!" Allen demanded, her breath speeding up.

"To prevent the loss of what is mine."

"M-me." Allen's voice trembled as she spoke.

"Yes." The Fourteenth said softly, almost hissing.

"But she is mine as well!! She means more to me than anything!"

"Even more than your lover?" the traitor Noah asked. Allen froze.

"Wh-what does that have to do with anything?"

"Quite a lot, 'Allen'."

"I have something of a deal for you, 'Allen'."

Allen's heart sank as she heard the tone of the Fourteenth voice. It was something that she would not like, she could tell already.

"'Allen', your body is dying. That Innocence is killing you. Your child's existence is killing you."

Allen finally turned to face the mirror that showed her alter ego, the living memories of the Noah in her body.

"Fine. Speak, Fourteenth."

Kanda watched as his Moyashi was attached to heart monitor and the like, the machines measuring out the girl's life. He clenched his jaw, feeling his heart beat faster and faster, fear flooding his mind. The breath he inhaled was shaking and uncertain and his hands shook. Parts of the Head Nurse's conversation with Komui floated in and out of Kanda's hearing, but he didn't pay attention.

"...aren't sure what is going on..."

"...having contractions?..."

"...pain medication...But we don't know..."

"...She isn't asleep. It is like a coma..."

"...keeps talking, though."

Allen's lips moved, forming words that were lost to Kanda. Hands that came out of nowhere shook Kanda, drawing him back to the present.

"Kanda....Kanda, you have to leave. We think that she is going into labor and you can't be in here. I'm sorry, but please leave." Kanda looked blankly at the person, not even bothering to register who it was.

"I am not leaving." he said sharply. The person stared at him in slight shock, but seemed to realize that that was the only answer they would get.

"Fine. Stay out of the way."

Kanda looked back at Allen, his eyes holding a pained darkness.

"Do you understand, 'Allen'?" the Noah asked, that wicked grin never leaving his dark face. Allen found it hard to trust that grin, it was the same as Tyki's, Rhode's, and the Millenium Earl's. Her heart ached at the thought of trusting him, but she had no choice.

"A...As long as she will be safe." Allen stammered, feeling as though she had just signed over her soul.

"Good."

Allen cringed, her eyes squeezing shut. Nothing more was heard though, only her hyperventilating breaths. When she opened her eyes, the dark shadow was gone, and only a pale, terrified girl was left in the reflection.

The white room faded from her sight, leaving only her reflection. Soon, that reflection was gone, in place of it just a white light. The white light spread to fill her vision and Allen's eyes opened.

"She's awake!" someone called.

"The contractions?" someone else asked.

"....N-nothing." came the response.

"They stopped?"

"What's-What's going on?" Allen asked sitting up and reaching her hand to rub at her eyes.

"Uhh...We aren't sure. You began having contractions, and it seemed like you were going into labor. But....You stopped."

"Stopped." Allen reiterated, her tired eyes pensive. She looked up to notice Kanda standing a few feet from her bed, his eyes distant with as he watched her. Something flashed in his dark eyes that Allen didn't recognize, but then vanished behind a mask of aloofness. Kanda silently turned around and left the room, his long, black hair whipping around him wildly with his violent movements. He disappeared around a corner, not even his footsteps sounding against the stone floor.

Allen stared after him silently, unable to comprehend the look of detachment in Kanda's eyes just before he left. What did it mean?

"Allen, we want to keep you here so that we can monitor your condition, okay?" the Head Nurse said, her tone kind, but suggesting that it could turn into that of a demon at any moment. Allen nodded, the idea of arguing not even present in her mind.

"It's fine. This has pretty much become my home, I think." She said, half jokingly. The Head Nurse glared and muttered something, rather sourly, about 'making her job harder'.

Allen chuckled lightly and slunk down into the blankets sheepishly.

Much later that night, Kanda snuck into Allen's medical room, ignoring the look of curiosity and slight irritation from the nurse on-duty. He closed the door behind him and turned to face the only bed in the room.

Kanda sighed. How many times had it been that he had come into this particular room to visit Allen?

"Masochistic freak with a death-wish." Kanda muttered less-than-pleasantly. He made his way over to the bed and seated himself in the chair to the left of the bed.

Kanda reached down, his fingers searching for the soft, pale skin of Allen's face, which he could no longer see behind the illusions implanted in his mind. He clenched his jaw against the terror that flashed through his heart. It seemed as though everything that he had fought so hard for was unraveling before his very eyes.

Kanda closed his eyes as his thumb stroked that skin, feeling the reddened scar-tissue, envisioning the face he once could see. His eyes shot open, dark and determined.

No matter what, he would NOT give up. He would never give up on her, or his daughter, even if it meant his life.

O.o Oooooh...What could this mean?

Kanda sounds concerned, but why? And what kind of deal did Allen make with the Fourteenth??!

Sorry it took so long and sorry that this isn't very long. It's also kinda vague, I think. O.o

*sigh* School, family, prom....All very much great at distracting me from being able to write. Well, I will try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can. Review, please.

-Maze Puppet